I understood you
From the moment you said goodbye
I laughed so loud and long
That I started to cry
What begins with thunder
Ends with a soft lonely sigh
I guess it all makes sense
When the parade passes by
I called all my friends
To tell ‘em I needed no one
I howled all night at the moon
Till I got burnt by the sun
Told myself I felt good
In truth I wanted to die
Some of us act like fools
When the parade passes by
I saw a man hit someone in the face
Just to take away their dignity
I saw things standin’ in the wrong place
That no one had a right to see
So I clenched my jaw
And disappeared without a trace
My race had been run
I finished last in this human race
You understood me
Got it right more than someone else
So I put you in my will
And I left you my house
Although I didn’t own itj
It’s the thought that counts
I hear that it made you cr
But at least you’ll think of me
When the parade passes by
(C) Frank Howson 2021
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Jun · 29
I’ve been poisoned
By too many poisonous demons
Posing as friends
Posing as human beings
Lying about their past and their future intentions
Stealing everything of mine
They thought I cared about
Money, trophies, and work
That I had paid for in blood, sweat and marriages
But they got me wrong
I couldn’t be found there
For I was already somewhere else
Someone else
Someone stronger
Someone colder
Their resentment actually empowering me
For all they did was prove
That material things are just that
They don’t get you to sleep at night
They don’t buy you a genuine embrace
They don’t ease your mind or your load
They don’t short cut you into heaven
They don’t justify your rusted conscience
For to lose it all
Is to finally be free
To shed every skin of protection
Until you are as liberated
As a new born naked baby
Free falling to a soft landing
And accepting it all
Pining for nothing except this moment
Where no memory exists
And there are no debts to be repaid
No one to breathe life into
And no eyes that can make me flinch
For when I look at you now
I see into your very soul
(C) Frank Howson 2020
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Tagged Frank Howson , Poet , Poetry
Oct · 02
I dreamed I was a general
With an army ready to serve
I dreamed I was a hero
Till I’d wake and lose my nerve
I dreamed I was a good man
And always knew what to do
But one thing I never dreamed
Was that I’d fall in love with you
I dreamed I was a father
That would never desert my post
I dreamed I was a lover
That girls would love the most
I dreamed I was a dreamer
And that all my dreams came true
But one thing I never dreamed
Was that I’d fall in love with you
I had the world in the palm of my hand
But I lost my concentration
I could’ve been the life of the party
But I lost my invitation…
I dreamed I had a mother
That I never ever let down
I dreamed I was a leader
But I was just a clown
I dreamed I was a young man
And none of his plans fell through
But one thing I never dreamed
Was that I’d fall in love with you
So if you could love me for who I am
I’ll fall in love with you..,
(C) Frank Howson 2020
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Sep · 11
Love requires patience
Life takes time
But how long must I wait
Until the Gods make you mine?
Nothing makes sense
Until you don’t need it to anymore
We miss our golden chances
We take the wrong door
Wish I lived inside your heart
To know your joy and pain
To learn what makes you happy
And what brings you disdain
I’ll love you till the end of time
And in that other life too
No matter what the ups and down
I’ll be true to you
You were the people’s princess
And on every stage you starred
I never deserted my mission
Although the nights were long and hard
So many have stood in our way
And ran our ship aground
They put our hearts in chains
And sold our flesh by the pound
But you can’t put a price on magic
No assassin can freeze its breath
For love knows no seasons
And can not be stilled by death
(C) Frank Howson. 2020
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Tagged Dreams , Frank Howson , Lovers , Magic , Sensual
Sep · 08
I remember a place
Not far from here
In a small town
I held someone dear
In a strange time
My favourite year
Now I can’t think of it
Without shedding a tear
Some people change
Some people rust
Some people betray you
And piss on your trust
I’m running out of time
To do the things I must
I once drank a toast
To Hollywood or bust
I see children holding children
On this broken highway
I see men hurtin’ people
If they don’t get their way
I see women too scared
To go out after day
I was beaten to a pulp
When I tried to have my say
So sit down beside me
And remind me of things
Tell me all your hopes
That you pray tomorrow brings
How you dream of blue skies
And golden rings
Here I’ll wait out the storm
To hear how the bird sings…
May it tell me the news
That you’re happy and well
And that you rose
While your demons fell
And that you kept your pride
When you were told to sell
May that bird bring me the news
Be I in heaven or hell…
(C) Frank Howson 2020
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Jul · 25
I was too wise to see
What everybody else knew
To spite you I outsmarted me
I fell in love with a brand new you
She talks like you
Walks like you
Does everything except
Think like you
Everything you’ve been hearing
Is true
I fell in love with a brand new you
Now what do I do?
Let’s wait and see
Will the same ending be true?
Leave it up to me…
(C) Frank Howson 2020
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Jul · 04
It was a normal day
Like any other
Knee deep in chaos
And calls from his mother
George Romero had just flown back
A big game hunter who’d gone off-track
With a reputation of some renown
He caught a taxi into town
He’d come a long way on a wing and a song
The driver took a right but something was wrong
But George was dreaming with
His eyes wide open
Without the knowledge
Of what he needed then
George Romero’s destination
A pressing office obligation
Now just a shadow of his former self
Employees worried for his health
But neither George or friends
Knew what laid in store
Within the waiting room
Just behind the door
The day George Romero met Boom Boom Gecko
Is still talked about in hushed tones
The gossip mongers picked the bones
Of every sincere act
The first thing that dies is fact
Hounded when push comes to shove
Hypocrites wiped their feet on their love
Now Boom Boom Gecko
Was a Sydney beauty
A former door girl from
The Club Tutti Fruitti
George fell headfirst for Boom Boom’s charms
Some say he landed safe in her arms
Others snigger about the lonely wife
Who George fled from to save his life
Now he has found what he’d been looking for
With a girl like Boom Boom who could want for more
There’s a poet spewin’ up words
He can’t pronounce
And a sweet young chicken
Hawkin’ her ass for an ounce
A religious prisoner
Gets a knife in the back
And free falls as slowly
As Jack Kerouac
The day George Romero met Boom Boom Gecko
Is still talked about in hushed tones
The gossip mongers picked the bones
Of every sincere act
The first thing that dies is fact
Hounded when push comes to shove
Hypocrites wiped their feet on their love
(C) Frank Howson 2020
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Jun · 26
I used to be Kit Carson
But I lost my way
So I changed my name
To Danny Kaye
And uprooted myself
To Hollywood
Where the people
Were socially minded and good
I bought a nice house
With a swimming pool
And sent my kids
To the finest school
I drank and had fist fights
With Errol Flynn
Until that limey bastard
Did me in
They say the universe
Is a living thing
So I guess you could call it God
Or some thing
I remember the second time
I saw your face
You were workin’ the street
To get your own place
I bought you a coffee
Just to pick your mind
In the next morning’s papers
They said I was kind
I don’t understand
Where I’ve been goin’ wrong
I guess I took my good luck
And sold it for a song
I sold you too
Which wasn’t nice
If I’d waited 6 months
I’d have gotten twice the price
You didn’t understand me
Now or then
But that doesn’t mean
We can’t be together again…
Frank Howson (c) 2020
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Jun · 21
I have only a limited amount of time left to inhabit this body. But I will go on. Like we all do. As a speck of dust floating in the universe. Free, untroubled, and no more time constraints. Oh, and the music, the symphony of silence, which will move even a speck to feel whole like never before.
Having been educated for a lifetime on earth, we are acclimatised to being alone. But it won’t bother us anymore because we’ll now know that it’s at our core to be this way. On earth we lived outwardly for the enjoyment of others, whilst living our real spiritual life within our heads.
It was good preparation for this new life. Our real life. Devoid of any more death or disappointments in this void amidst the great vastness of all voids. Drifting. Weightless. Nowhere to go for there is no “where.” There is only here. And now. No time to be on time somewhere. No further commitments or responsibilities. Nothing to feel guilty about for there are no religions in this new place of real love and peace. All that belonged back in that ant-like existence when we had so little consciousness we could never comprehend the complexities, and yet simplicity, of this great vastness and freedom of being. In this new existence you can let your mind wander for a thousand years, even a million, in old time, and then snap back to a moment before that thought even occurred.
You now realise that the great artists – the writers, the painters and the composers – instinctively understood it.
Finally, we are fulfilled with a capacity to love that was once capped on earth by a ceiling we feared pushing beyond. But now, we experience it to the full which unleashes a bliss to make each of us feel like God. Because in this moment that never ends, we are God.
I was young just yesterday, and now I am older than the world will ever be.
Looking back at my earth life, I now realise that most of us were only living because we feared dying.
But there’s nothing to it.
(c) Frank Howson 2020
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May · 16
The word success is almost impossible to define, as it means something different to just about everyone. It’s much too large than a single word can contain, because it’s a concept. A floating concept that bends and morphs and matures as we do. What we think it means at the beginning of our journey, may be vastly different to what it means at the end. It’s a dream that, once it’s seemingly fulfilled, may be considered a burden. A curse. A prison cell. A nightmare.
Perhaps it’s God’s sneakiest joke on us all. Giving us what we think we want, in order to find out first hand how hollow it ultimately becomes.
McCartney hit it on the head, simplifying it to “Can’t Buy Me Love.” A record we could dance to, even if the concept was way beyond our comprehension at the time. Perhaps Paul was starting to understand how restrictive a “successful” life can be.
One of the Ten Commandments states that “Thou Shalt Not Worship False Gods.” I have interpreted that to include money = success. For I’ve seen first hand people worship it at the expense of their family, friends, colleagues, ethics, talent and own life. Their “concept” of success was so delusional it eventually devalued every thing of true value in their life.
I was once privileged to have had a song of mine selected for inclusion on the Ferrets’ second album “Fame At Any Price.” I loved that album title then, as I love it now. It was prophetically apt for a band that self-combusted shortly after its release. Perhaps from the pressure of having to follow-up a Number One single and a Gold debut album “Dreams of a Love,” which incidentally also featured a song of mine entitled “Killing Ourselves.” A lyric about the friends of mine who were falling in action during the Melbourne heroin epidemic of the Seventies. That song proved prophetic for the band too.
It’s one thing to crave success. It’s another to have the stomach for it. People take drugs like heroin to numb themselves to the world around them. Isn’t it bizarre that when many performers finally break through and achieve the success they’ve craved, they reach out to self-medicate themselves to…what? The pain of it? The disappointment that the concept of success was so much more thrilling than the reality? Or is it their fear that they, mere mortals, are suddenly treated like gods, and know they can’t sustain this facade for long without publicly falling? False prophets for a false society.
It says a lot about our society that Elvis Presley, the most famous and desired man in the world, died of loneliness. Photographs of him towards the end show a man who is dull-eyed, self-medicated to the point of not knowing where he is, and clearly not having a good time. He even mocks himself in his final heartbreaking performances as if all his dignity is gone. Pity the man who inherits the world, but loses his soul?
We are fed the “Dream” to keep us productive, and striving day to night to achieve our goal, so we can be happy. But, what if, as Judy found out, there’s nothing at the end of the rainbow except burnt-out, broken, despairing suckers?
I always thought the rainbow ended on the corners of Hollywood Boulevard and Western. It almost did for me one night, but that’s another story. And there are millions of stories in the naked city.
My father worked his guts out from 6am until 5pm every day in a thankless job that paid him nowhere near his worth. Then he’d come home and drink. Do you blame him? I sure as hell didn’t. He dreamed of reaching retirement age and getting a big payout. He didn’t make it. In one of the final lines in Arthur Miller’s cathartic play Death of a Salesman, “…No one dast blame this man…He just had the wrong dreams. All wrong.”
How much of our lives are wasted chasing the wrong dreams? “When I get a nice new car I’ll be happy!”…”When I get married I’ll be happy!”…”When I get a nice house I’ll be happy!”…”When I have a child I’ll be happy!”…”When I get divorced I’ll be happy!”… “When I can retire and live as I want I’ll be happy!” etc., etc. The truth is, we’re not happy to begin with. One thing I’ve learnt from my own experience is that money and success won’t make you happy. In fact, they will just amplify the painful reality that you aren’t. In order to enjoy money and success, you must be happy within yourself before you obtain them. Otherwise they are weights around your neck that’ll drag you down to the bottom of the ocean.
Bob Dylan once said that “a successful man is someone who gets up in the morning and goes to bed each night and in between does exactly what he wants.” So, there you have it. Real success is freedom. The freedom to be who you are, and do what you want to do.
I’ve always admired people who are good at what they do. That’s probably a working class respect I inherited from my parents who much admired skilled tradespeople.
America used to have a healthy competitive pride whereby whatever job you had, people wanted to be the best at it. Whether it was driving a cab, being a shoeshine boy, a bellboy, a clerk, a hot dog vendor, etc.
I’ve seen waiters in Los Angeles, old guys who had made a career of it, and they were perfection personified. It was riveting to observe their attention to detail, manners, diplomacy, professionalism, and so on. The top guys made a fortune in tips and deserved every dime. But more than the money, they prided themselves on being the best. Some, were legends. I was in awe of them and paid them great respect.
So, what is success? Is it determined by money? Or by your ability? Or what others think of you? Or how loved you are by your family? Or how many people know your name? Or how many of your peers respect you? Or how fulfilled you are within yourself?
Because, if we don’t know the answer to that, it means most of us have been striving for something that is so elusive, it is even beyond us. And, if we don’t know what we’re seeking, how can we expect to find it? Or ever be content?
I like to walk a lot and, when I do, observe people. You could say it’s part of my job. And in my journeys into the outside world, I have from time to time passed many happy people. The happy family man. The happy young girl walking hand-in-hand with her love. The happy little boy who puts his protective arm around his younger sister and smiles at her. The happy busker who has a captive audience and a hat full of money. The happy taxi driver who loves to chat with his passengers and treat each as a new friend. And so on. To me, all these types are successful people. In the truest sense of the word. They are happy within themselves and thus radiate happiness outward. They have not been shackled by expectations. Either of our own making, or of others.
I have also seen and met some of the wealthiest, most powerful and famous people in the world whilst I lived in L.A, and quite a few were utterly miserable, and made everyone in their presence feel the same.
In the some of the final lines of the classic movie, “It’s A Wonderful Life,” it is stated, “No man is a failure who has friends.”
I believe that. I have some very true, loyal friends. Their rock solid friendship make me feel successful, happy and content for having found them. No matter what I do professionally, or don’t do, or they do or don’t, we have achieved something rare, precious and beautiful. Something real.
(c) Frank Howson 2020
photograph by Vanessa Allan.
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